SCP 86-66, The Warrior and The Shadow
- LETTURE 560
- Voti 19
- Parti 1
Report 86-1 "No government saw this.... No one was expecting it, when an unnamed and unclassified meteor entered Earth's atmosphere and quickly broke the sound barrier in the first few seconds it entered the planet.... It was so fast, that a small town below the meteor didn't have time to evacuate or react, when it was decimated when the unknown meteor fell in the center of it, not counting the debris that flew with the impact, and that severely hit the towns. and neighboring villages."
*Static*
"Now the Foundation is on its way to the meteor crash site in southern New Zealand, to see the crater, but mostly to try to contain it if anything else came along with the meteor. End of report, from meteor 86-66."
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